Homecoming from Hogwarts

Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office.

The sunlight reflected from the lake shines through the glass windows onto the tall dome of the principal's office, forming rippling waves on the colorfully painted dome, making the principal's office as bright as the outdoors.

Inside the office, Fox was snoring softly in his brazier. From time to time, he let out a few clear and melodious chirps while deep in his sleep.

On the wall behind the desk, except for Headmaster Delys Devonte who went to St. Mungo's to supervise the treatment, the other headmasters were all in their own photo frames.

Some old principals who had been sleeping for a long time also opened their eyes for a rare time, put on their reading glasses, and looked at the four legendary magic props placed on the thin-legged desk with awe.

Godric Gryffindor's sword.

Salazar Slytherin's locket.

Rowena Ravenclaw's diadem.

Helga Hufflepuff's gold cup.

Under the illumination of the waves reflected from the dome, the four glittering treasures exude a mysterious aura.

When~
Amosta, feeling a little unwilling, plucked the golden cup he had just obtained with his fingers. The ethereal vibration sound caused the other three treasures to resonate, and they also began to tremble slightly.

A faint sense of joy could be heard in the mixed tremors, as if these four extremely spiritual legendary treasures had also recognized each other.

But after a long time, when the shaking sound subsided, the four treasures were still lying quietly on the desk, without any changes.

Amosta's disappointment was palpable.

"Ah, what a disappointing result—"

Dumbledore turned his head and took in Amosta's expression.

"But I'm more curious about what you expected to see?"

"I had expected--"

Amosta rubbed his brows, pulled out his wand and got himself a high-backed soft chair. He sat down slowly, took a long breath, and murmured:
"The four great founders will come out of their respective legacies and speak to me--"

"Oh, boy--"

In the photo frames on the wall, many modern principals are shaking their heads. Armando Dippet said in a bad tone,
"You don't think these four extremely precious instruments are the Horcruxes left behind by the four great founders!"

Amosta did not explain anything, but just shook his head slightly, continued to frown, and stared deeply at the four instruments.

Think the four founders will come out of the appliance?
Dumbledore's eyes moved slightly, showing a hint of surprise.

He could tell that Amosta didn't seem to be joking.

But Principal Dippet's sarcasm is reasonable.

In any case, Dumbledore would not believe that wizards with broad minds and great vision like the four founders of Hogwarts would split their souls.
"Oh"

Dumbledore suddenly let out a small exclamation, and for Dumbledore, who had experienced many things in his life, this was enough to prove how surprised he was.

Facing Amosta's gaze, Dumbledore's steady breathing became a little disordered.
"I think I understand what you mean"

Understood?
Amosta was slightly startled; Dumbledore's sharpness once again exceeded his imagination.

"Indeed. At least, I think they have the ability--"

Dumbledore stared into Amosta's eyes

"But what puzzles me is why would they leave their thoughts here?"

"Perhaps, it is to guide us in resolving some crisis?"

Amosta's mouth twitched, and he said half seriously, half jokingly. "Ah"

Dumbledore's eyes curved as well. He looked at Amosta tentatively, also in a joking tone.
"I don't think it's because we're worried that we won't be able to deal with Voldemort."

"I cannot make irresponsible guesses, Headmaster Dumbledore."

To Dumbledore's surprise, Amosta didn't joke around, but looked at him seriously.
"I'm worried that something more serious is going to happen, but so far, I haven't noticed anything.
The reason I didn't tell you is because I'd better not let my own rainy day preparations turn into our own worries."

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, then nodded.

He walked around the table and returned to his seat, no longer paying attention to the four gold objects on the table.

"You're right, Amosta. What we need to focus on right now is still Tom's next move--"

Dumbledore intertwined his slender fingers, and his eyes behind the half-moon glasses on his nose regained their calmness.

"I must say that Harry's blind action, though reckless, unexpectedly provided the perfect cover for your plan to destroy the Horcrux.

I think he must be eager to find out what kind of power Harry possesses.

Of course, he will also be eager to do something to cover up his failure in the war he has been forced to fight."

Amosta nodded slightly, pulling his thoughts away from the revelations of the Big Four.

"After today's failure, I think Voldemort will be more cautious in the future..."

The two people in the office are equally intelligent and they understand many things at a glance without any need for elaboration.

Objectively speaking, today's battle was not one-sided, and Voldemort's army of dark wizards was not completely defeated.

However, Amosta can still say that this is a great victory.

In addition to destroying the Horcruxes in Gringotts' underground vault.

The fearless determination shown by the Ministry of Magic's strike team and the Order of the Phoenix greatly deterred those dark wizards who used various means to sneak into the UK with ulterior motives.

Even the evil forces in the whole of Europe will be deterred.

Many Dark wizards would give up the idea of ​​picking up a bargain and flee Britain.

Even if the army that Voldemort and the Death Eaters had gathered with great effort did not fall apart, its strength would be greatly reduced.

Unless Voldemort showed some overwhelming advantage, it would be difficult for him to use his notoriety to recruit thugs for himself.

In the short term, the pressure from Voldemort will be reduced.

However, this does not mean that the burden on Amosta has become lighter.

Those strikers who died on the battlefield.

Diagon Alley was glorious for many centuries, but was destroyed in one day.

And the impact that the destruction of Diagon Alley had on the lives of wizards in Britain.

To the extent that, it is foreseeable that the lower-class people in the magical world will become increasingly dissatisfied.

Amelia alone cannot handle these things, Amosta needs to intervene to resolve them.

This will also be a war, even more cruel and bloody than the one that just ended!
But it is an eternal truth that there is no construction without destruction. When a new order is established, the British wizarding world will become more prosperous.

(End of this chapter)